This is a song about "The louisiana purchase"

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Personally purchase the hearse, attend the service

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

You are always there when i slip up i just don't care never really learned

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

The louisiana cajuns and texans, still refuse welfare,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Outgrown clothing need to purchase summery stuff

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the